Feral Cat

Feral Cat

It walked away with its piercings eyes. It had long whiskers and white boots on. It fearfully looked back as I tried to save it with a smile. Feral cat are you not sick of despair? Feral cat stop hiding and come into my arms. Instead feral cat dug into the garbage looking for a meal that day. I did not let it be since I wanted it to live. Feral cat won’t be alright without me. Feral please don’t impregnate the neighborhoods pussies. Feral thought it was so cool to ignore me and with a swept of his tail he told me to fuck off. I got annoyed and instead I took a Polaroid. Feral cat could have been my cat.

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